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quartzalynlove · 1 year

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Yours

Pairing: Cloud x fem! Reader

Summary: some of the Sector 7 girls think it's cute to move in on your territory

A/n: why are there literally only 4 Cloud gifs-

While Cloud was out doing jobs for people around the sector, you were out running errands. You had finished your last task, dropping some things off at the bar for Tifa and were on your way home when you saw Cloud on the way. He seemed to be talking to some girl, and you didn't think anything of it until you saw how she was talking to him.

You didn't trust the look on her face or that innocent stance she took. However, you thought you were just acting crazy until you saw it. Cloud was trying to walk away when the girl grabbed his wrist. Once he was in front of her again, she dragged an index finger down his chest.

Your blood became lava inside of your veins. You were hardly in control of your body as you stormed quickly over to Cloud and the girl trying to hit on him. Hardly thinking, you grabbed onto Cloud's arm, only squeezing him a bit.

You spoke to the girl, "Sorry, but he's done for the day." You forced your lips into a smile as you hurried off, tugging on clouds arm.

The girl looked like she was going to protests, but you walked away before her mouth could open. Now, you were walking down the road with Cloud close to you and visible anger radiating from your face.

Cloud was a bit concerned. He had never seen you so angry, and you were grabbing him so tight that it almost hurt. After another second of your firey silence, Cloud gently tried to reclaim his arm.

"Y/N," he called your name gently. "You okay?"

While you didn't respond, your grip did loosen into more of a caress, which Cloud very much enjoyed.

"Babe." He called more sternly.

"I'm fine."

So much irritation dripped from your voice that Cloud knew you were lying. It took him longer than it should have, but it dawned on Cloud the reason you were so upset.

"Babe, is this about that girl back there?"

Your hands tensed over him. "Of course it is, Cloud."

Finally realizing what was going on, Cloud calmed down significantly. You were only jealous, and honestly, it was pretty cute. You clung to him to show everyone in Sector 7 that he belonged to you. Between that and the pout on your face, you fussing over him put butterflies in Cloud's stomach.

"You know I wasn't entertaining her, right?" He looked over at you.

"Yeah, of course I do, but that didn't seem to stop her."

Cloud chuckled to himself before surprising you by leading you over to the side. While he leaned against a wall and you stood in front of him, Cloud took both of your hands.

"Y/N," he said. "You know I'm yours, right?"

Those watercolor eyes pierced into yours with a soft loving gaze as Cloud toyed with your fingers.

"Of course, but—"

He cut you off. "And you know I'll always be yours."

"Yeah, still—"

"I'll admit, you're cute when you're jealous, but you don't have to be."

"I'm not—"

You almost stammered out the rest of your sentence, but you were stopped once again. Instead of Cloud's words, however, they were his lips. He pulled you into him and transferred the rest of his reassurance to you through a loving kiss. One hand cupped your cheek while the other rested on your lower back.

However, then was something you didn't realize. Cloud know exactly what he was doing. He led you to the side of a store just outside the marketplace and in front of the Sector 7 apartments. He knew a few people would see you, but we wanted to relay the message.

Cloud pulled away and looked deep into your eyes. "I know who I belong to."

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quartzalynlove · 1 year

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Die Trying

Pairing: Cloud x reader

Summary: it was chaos at the pillar, but why did you have to caught in it

Warnings: angst

A/n: got this prompt (and probably a lot of future ones) from a finish the story book I have

Maybe it was faith, maybe stubbornness, maybe something else. Maybe you didn't know the risks. But still, he had to admire how you wouldn't leave him behind.

The pillar was coming down, and Reno and Rude were berating what was left of Avalanche with every last shot they had. It was just you and Cloud. Biggs and Jessie didn't make it, and you were still searching for Barret. You all knew trying to stop Shinra from dropping the plate was a suicide mission, but the Avalanche motto was "save the planet or die trying". The group had taken a few hard lumps in the past, but they were all bruises compared to this.

Biggs was like a brother to you, Jessie was your best friend, and Cloud, pinned beneath a collapsed wall with dust invading his pressured lungs. He was the best thing that ever happened to you. The two of you were inseparable before he became a soldier. Once he left, you began to realize how deeply you cared for him. Tifa was a saint for staying with you all those anxious nights you stayed up worrying about what could happen on the battlefield. You even prayed on occasion, but no gods could help you now.

The battlefield was overseen but never interfered. You could feel the eyes of gods watching as your hands cut and scraped against the debris suffocating Cloud. Neither of you were sure how long you had been there, but he knew it was too long.

You strained yourself, crying in pain, but the wreckage wouldn't budge.

Cloud saw the tears streaming down your face as he struggled to breathe with broken bones and collapsing lungs. He coughed from the dust that still hadn't cleared before finding your eyes. Although they were broken, begging please with their red tint, the love still remained. He was glad he would see it one final time.

"Find Barrett." Cloud rasped from under you.

You quit struggling with the rubble and looked down at him in disbelief. You should've known Cloud would pull something like this, try to make you leave. It was a miracle you didn't lose him the first time, and by every higher power you could name you wouldn't lose him now.

"Yeah, right, you're coming with me." Your hands returned to the wall that still wouldn't move.

"Y/N," his voice was weak and it sent a chill running through your bones. "If we both die here, the mission wouldn't mean anything."

Why didn't he think that you knew that. To hell with the mission; you couldn't do anything without Cloud. You needed him. You loved him.

"Stop," your voice broke as you screamed. "Don't do this, Cloud, don't make me leave you!"

You couldn't will your arms to lift again, and you collapsed onto fallen wall, sobbing. Cloud watched you sadly from underneath.

"Save the planet or die trying"

You hadn't lived under that mantra for long, but the words had coursed through his bloodstream for a long time now, and it was time for him to see the end.

After letting out all of your tears, you sat defeated on the floor, your eyes lost and confused. You looked at Cloud.

"It's alright, Y/N," he had the audacity to sound so content, so accepting. It wasn't fair.

The limited and dust filled air was finally bringing Cloud to his end. He look at you one last time, the last image he wanted in his head before it all went black.

"I love you."

You sniffled, squeezing your eyes shut as if you'd open them again and he would be fine, but that wasn't the case.

"I love you too."

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quartzalynlove · 1 year

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Orbit

Pairing: Cloud Strife x Black! Fem! Y/N

Summary: you've returned from a solo mission in Wall Market, but Cloud seems to be acting different

Warnings: none

You were back from your job on Wall Market, and as you ran jovially towards Seventh Heaven, the Mako affected eyes tracking you seemed...different.

Late into the night, almost early morning, the only ones in the bar were you, Tifa, and Cloud. Tifa was cleaning up, erasing each memory of the night's turnout from the wood tables. Drinking by himself, Cloud sat alone at the bar until you decided to keep him company.

"Good to have you back." He said, turning his head to you for only a moment before returning to his empty downward gaze at the bar.

You finally saw it. Cloud's eyes were softer, more relaxed. He had calmed down a bit since joining Avalanche, finally losing some of the rough exterior formed by the war, but it was still rare to see him with that much of his guard lowered. Although, it was pretty adorable.

"Good to be back," you smiled. "Everything been alright around here?"

Cloud shrugged. "About the same. What about you? You didn't run into any trouble, right?"

You found yourself almost laughing at Cloud's concern. He knew more than anyone that you were capable of taking care of yourself; even so, that kind of worry was uncharacteristic for him.

"And if I did? I'm a big girl, Cloud." You let out a light chuckle.

Cloud turned away again and his gaze returned to its usual hardened state.

"Right, just—"

Leaning towards him, you searched for Cloud's face. "Hm?"

"Forget it."

As if I light bulb turned on in your head, one of your eyebrows cocked curiously as you continued to find Cloud's face.

"Cloud," you paused. "Were you worried about me?"

Cloud glanced over to find your lips in a small smirk, and it racked his brain as if his head was slammed into a wall. Although it went mostly unspoken, Cloud valued his friends and family that became Avalanche. However, you always felt different. He found a light in your presence, as warm as it was bright, that seemed absent from the others. That absence didn't make him like the team any less, but they never quite made Cloud feel the way you did.

He was oblivious at first, or at least convinced himself he was. It wasn't your dimples, tiny craters in the soft skin of your warm, sunset face, that made him realize. It wasn't your moonstone eyes that glowed with joy and ambition or even your laugh that felt like a swarm of butterflies dancing in strawberry soda inside of his stomach.

It took that split second from a week ago when Aerith, Tifa, and Jessie presented your disguise to the team for Cloud to realize that there was nothing rational about how you made him feel. He nearly fainted when he saw you, the young rich heiress from the topside looking to moonlight in the debaucherous capital of the slums. Goddess braids flowed down the emerald satin that clung to each starlit curve for dear life. All complete with glossed crimson lips and doe eyed lashes.

Pure electricity struck Cloud in that moment, silencing his heart for a single beat so each of his senses were focused on only you. Since the day you left, he couldn't will that moment to stop replaying in his head. Truthfully, he didn't want it to.

Now that you were back, Cloud wasn't sure how to go one. Every nerve seemed to be flowing with electricity when you were around. The soft warm feeling he used to feel around you now tore him apart at the seams.

But these thoughts and feelings remained in his heart, as suffocating and neglectful of a home that it was. Cloud knew that if he allowed them to run lose, that if he no long held the reins but was forced to chase after his heart, every support beam and foundation of that house would crumble instantly. He'd be left without a dwelling place to hide

Cloud looked at you. The curled ends of your braids sweeping gently over your shoulder, your soft lips he often swore were made of honey, and your dark eyes that held a world of their own. A world he viewed from orbit, but so desperately wished to crash down on.

"And if I was?" His voice was quieter as he slightly mocked you.

"You're adorable." You smiled softly before body was taken over by an exhausted yawn.

"Guess I should turn in."

You got up from your seat at the bar but stopped before leaving the building. Cloud was watching and saw as you turned around with an innocent smile and your hands folded in front of you.

"It's still pretty dark out, and the undercity's a dangerous place for a girl like me. I might need a big, strong merc to protect me."

It was vile how your light, angelic smile could switch into something more sinister—no...knowing— in an instant. Cloud wondered. Was it possible?

He folded is arms and darted his eyes from you. "You want an apology?"

"I'm joking, Cloud," You cooed with a bubbly laughter as you started back towards him.

You took his hand, grabbing his attention once again.

"But, seriously, walk with me. I've been all by myself for a week."

Cloud sighed before rising from his seat.

"Fine."

He walked ahead of you, but you quickly caught up, beaming a giddy smile.

You missed the still nights of the Sector 7 slums. Although you had fun engaging in the eccentricities of Wall Market, Sector 7 was calm. It was hopeful. You could feel people sleeping with a sad joy that would linger into the morning hours. And no matter the threats Shinra would throw at the slums, Sector 7 was the community that wouldn't remain wavered for long.

The simulated heavens from underneath the topside had directed each incandescent light to shine perfectly on the features of your face. Your warm tones paired with the cool of the night turned your skin into bronze. As your hair bounced softly at your back with each step, Cloud began to wonder if there was more than only one living Ancient on the planet. You were only a soft flame, a pale yellow slight blaze. But, unfortunately, you decided to burn gently beside the weak and soft wax, burrowing through it with your light flicker.

Cloud was quiet, which wasn't uncommon, but it was more quiet than usual. You could feel heavy rumination at your side, and it felt silent, unspoken yet profound.

You had always noticed the way Cloud acted around you, even when he himself didn't. Lingering, awestruck gazes into your eyes, hesitant hands drawing back after an impulsive reach in times of comfort, glances and each of your little quirks, frightened he'd miss a moment from the beautiful cinema that you. He was more worried about you too, and you knew by now that worry was Cloud's main form of caring.

The walk was nearly over, but before you walked up to your front door, you turned to Cloud, who hadn't spoken a word since leaving the bar.

"You alright? You're real quiet today."

Cloud paused for a moment before answering rather coldly. "I'm fine."

Your face hardened, you knew Cloud was lying to you. Now in front of your door, you turned around to face Cloud who instantly turned his head away, staring off to his left with an intense gaze.

"Cloud?" You waited for a response, receiving none.

With a slightly sad smile, you took Cloud's hand. He finally looked back at you, his gaze softened.

"Thanks for walking with me."

All words seemed to perish in Cloud's throat as you stood there smiling sincerely at him. He could only manage few softened words in your presence.

"Of...of course."

He watched as you seemed to hesitate, gently playing with his hand in yours while your eyes took an interest in the ground.

"You know that restaurant I like on the topside," you slowly focused back up to him. "We should go sometime. Just you and me."

Cloud could feel it, the world within you drawing him in with its ethereal sunset rays. But he also felt vines anointed with fresh dew infiltrate the house he had locked his heart inside, threatening to crumble each wall with a swift motion. He wasn't oblivious to what you were suggesting, but his answer came from a place of fear.

"I don't follow."

Immediately, your planet withdrew, and Cloud was once again only a meteor in orbit. Although it felt safe, he never realized how cold and somber it was alone in the cosmos.

Your fingers tensed over his palm, feeling like you had just made a fool of yourself.

"Cloud, I'm asking if you'll go out with me."

His heart thumped against all four corners of its prison as the nature from your world began to reclaim it. There was hardly a fight. He didn't want to fight it, and he couldn't if he tried. Cloud went into free fall, no longer content with admiring you when you were only a distance away. There was a sparkle in his eye as he answered you again.

"Yes."

Your smile, now a mile wide, was like the sun; you jumped to the balls of your feet with a light giggle that sent butterflies kissing each inch of Cloud's face.

"Then it's a date."

You turned to unlock your door and wondered if the new blaze in your cheeks would ever calm. Before you put in the key, however, you whipped back around to Cloud once more.

He was turned to the side, likely about to walk off. While he was still you moved closer and planted a soft, sweet kiss on his cheek. The shade of your lip gloss practically blended with the color his face became; his eyes widened like a vast crystal ocean beyond soft pink sands.

"Goodnight, Cloud." You parted with him.

There was silence for a moment. You didn't see, since you had turned again, but Cloud inspected the coat of gloss you left on his face. As it glistened on his fingertips, he felt his face grow even hotter

"Goodnight, Y/N."

You found Cloud walking off with a hand over his face and your smile lingered as you shut the door to your home.

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